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ENABLERS (Neurot Recordings) @ THE TUNNELS


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a while away but thought we'd get the word out on this show early...an amazing band!

this is a DiZZY SToRM / perfucked joint promotion :)

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ENABLERS. Those cunning, compulsive and malevolent compatriots we eagerly allow to drag us along to our willful destruction. Those little demons that flutter in our ears encouraging us to do what we know best not to do.

Fitting to its name, the San Francisco quartet Enablers writes songs that are equally manipulative and encouraging to our darkest desires. The band made up of journeyman veterans of Swans, Tarnation, Nice Strong Arm and Toiling Midgets merges dramatic and flowing melodic soundscapes of which SF Gate calls "possibly the world's best power trio" with the visceral spoken narratives of underground literaryveteran Pete Simonelli. It's almost as though the band's fluid and often soothing music exists to distract our better instincts while Simonelli whispers above it all, urging and lulling us into the dark, decrepit world of his words.

Guitarist and recording engineer Joe Goldring has collaborated with Swans, Toiling Midgets, and Doug Scharin of June of 44 under the moniker Out in Worship, as well as with Neurosis Steve Von Tills solo projects.

Guitarist/bassist Kevin Thomson, veteran of Timco and Nice Strong Arm, has been playing and touring for twenty years and with his own projects and has been a writing partner with Goldring for ten of those years collaborating on Morning Champ, Touched by a Janitor, and now Enablers.

Drummer Yuma Joe Byrnes has lent his unique take on the trapset to Tarnation, Broken Horse and others.

Pete Simonelli has been continually writing and publishing his efforts in underground literary journals for years and now brings his poems to the table for Enablers.

Output Negative Space picks up where Enablers' previous Neurot Recordings album End Note left off, adding more soaring melody to the sometimes parched and brittle, sometimes coiling and steeped in tension. It's musically reminiscent of the dynamics of Slint and the raw neo-beat intellect of Saccharine Trust. And, above it all, Enablers

make music that exists in a realm beyond the typical sing-song gestures of traditional tunes. It's something altogether as powerful and motivating as our own psyche.

check them out further at the following links....

MySpace.com - enablers - SAN FRANCISCO, California - 2-step - www.myspace.com/enablers

N E U R O T R E C O R D I N G S

everyone i know who has seen this band/put them on, has been blown away by them...become infatuated...become their new favourite band...so we cant wait to host them here!

TUESDAY 18TH MARCH 2008

@ THE TUNNELS

SUPPORTS ETC STBC

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everyone should go to their myspace and check out every single track...amazing...THEN you should track down END NOTE and buy either on vinyl at www.midmarchrrecords.com or on cd at N E U R O T R E C O R D I N G S along with the newest album Output Negative Space also i hear they're doing a split with a liverpool band i know called Red Panda which should be cool...more details to follow!

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Enablers review

just listening to, and getting psyched for Enablers in just over a months time...woo!!...and found this pretty nifty review...

This is a bit like The Doors, that kind of shit…”

The guys behind me, two of them, continue to chatter; for a second my attention’s diverted, stolen from the scintillating Pete Simonelli, livewire and wiry frontman of San Francisco’s Enablers. His band – three men crafting delicate one moment, mighty the next quasi-post-rock constructions that tower and topple with alarming regularity – don’t sound a fucking thing like dead drugfuck Jim Morrison’s ridiculously praised shitweasels.

My focus returns to what should be a stage, if it were raised in any way. Tonight we’re in the Red Room of Brick Lane’s Vibe Bar, a strangely decorated space where bands can roam freely about the crowd: there is no dividing line, no change of level to aid viewing. Simonelli takes full advantage of the environment, weaving his way through the front few rows once, twice, again, each time finding another’s eyes to meet, another soul to scorch about the edges. He, you see, is where much of the audience’s attention is directed, for while Enablers’ music is dramatic and powerful, it’s Simonelli’s words that truly make this quartet unique. Comparisons have been made, wrongly: mouth ‘beat poetry’ at the vocalist and he’ll likely kick you in the shins and tip his beer over your head. Like previous references to Slint so far as the band’s music goes, scribes placing Simonelli atop a pedestal previously reserved for Kerouac et al miss the point; the point being that this is an experience that defies precedent, that stands alone of specific influence or exact peers on a level playing field. All bets are off from the opening screech of impassioned vocals into microphones into monitors into ears pierced, literally, by the intensity of it all.

Joe Goldring and Kevin Thomson play jarring guitars, repetitive rhythms one side meeting warm overtones of fuzz and fumbles in the dark after three too many like oceans colliding off the Cape of Good Hope. Their skyscraping sonic artistry provides the perfect foil for Simonelli’s remarkable performance: the man looks like an Irish bar drunk, hunched more often than erect, hair working its way back, back, back to that which grows from between his shoulder blades; his tongue, though, is the perfect athlete, electric, unstoppable. Mention must be made, also, of drummer Yuma Joe Byrnes, whose brushing percussion loses all patience frequently, resulting in a bombast predominantly reserved for the most brutal of metal outfits. The effect is overwhelming, utterly: faces stare, stunned, as Simonelli embarks upon yet another engrossing late-night venture into his own synapses, into the darkest crevices of his creativity. To wander his mind would be comparable to finding a countryside pub with Will Self, Ghandi and Einstein around the same small table, in a side booth where the almost-muted football match – old division three – couldn’t disturb their trivial discussions. Questions would, and do, go unanswered, each new tangent leaving behind twists never remedied, turns never completed. The car went off, down the hillside, exploded in flames of fuckin’ furious wonder.

This is a bit like The Doors…”

Yeah, and there they are. Perhaps you should have used ‘em sooner.

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enablers supports

supports confirmed...

VACUNAUT - from glasgow...new 3 piece synth/heavy rock from outer space.. featuring one ex-Macrocosmican Gordon....Equal elements of Hawkwind, Sabbath and Can...

"Cosmic rockers land on earth in search of the mighty riff. Heavy, trippy proto-metal that lies somewhere between classic Sabbath and early Hawkwind"

BLACK CHANNELS - ex Allergo/current Mesa Verde member(s) new project

MySpace.com - Black Channels - Glasgow/Perth, UK - Other / Punk / Rock - www.myspace.com/blackchannelsboat

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an early review of End Note from Time Out, New York...

Enablers

End Note

(Neurot)

From Jim Morrison to Henry Rollins, overblown egos have frequently blemished the history of spoken-word rock. Far too often, the subgenre is characterized by some literary aspirant thoughtlessly eclipsing a trickle of forgettable background music. Thus it's quite a feat that San Francisco's Enablers have turned their poetry-topped instrumental workouts into life-affirming displays of beauty and fury.

Vocalist Pete Simonelli is a gritty, observant narrator rather than a verbose, exaggerated frontman. His clear enunciation, dry diction and controlled passion lend impact and credibility to smart, hard-boiled phrases that range from explicit ("You motherfuckers are goin' to jail") to exquisite ("The ice in her drink melts quicker than everyone else's"). Fortunately, he also knows when to shut up and bow to the tightrope-walking guitars of Joe Goldring (Swans, Toiling Midgets, Touched by a Janitor) and Kevin Thomson (Timco, Nice Strong Arm, Touched by a Janitor); their moody, intertwined meanderings unexpectedly erupt into wrenching, righteous convulsions that spew fire, mud and debris in all directions. Drummer Yuma Joe Byrnes (Tarnation, Broken Horse) exhibits similar finesse, effortlessly easing out of burly fits and into restrained patter, grazed by rim shots and fluttering, elongated rolls.

Recorded live in the studio, End Note equally stresses the importance of both Simonelli's texts and the band's expressive investigations of tension and release. Enablers' first-rate debut doesn't just raise the bar for verse-infused postpunkit deftly rewrites the book.Jordan N. Mamone

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